A vision of love
She comes to him
in twilight shadows
Sweet scent of rose
from nearby meadows
Surrounds her quiet
child like nature
Demure and soft
is her stature
Behind the mask
of mirrored glass
Lost soul of love
smiles from her past
her aching heart
longs for him much
but she must live
without his touch
in twilight shadows
Sweet scent of rose
from nearby meadows
Surrounds her quiet
child like nature
Demure and soft
is her stature
Behind the mask
of mirrored glass
Lost soul of love
smiles from her past
her aching heart
longs for him much
but she must live
without his touch
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